early in the morning i hear my neighbors stereo the
telephone should start to ringing as usual i listen to my answering machine
screening all my calls solicitor wrong numbers and so

i’ll_never_get_tired_of_you


six_broken_soldiers

i dont care if youre
sick what can i possible do with an american library and a contract on you ive
got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my car two of them speak four go to bars

it’s_love


everywhere_i_go

ive been in tears ive been the clown ive had my doubts what if im wrong
ive been in love then maybe not i crossed my heart and then forgot i read the
story that you died i turned th

fine_art_of_friendship

i think back to the time when i wouldnt drink wine and
they taught me wrong and right and black and white like death and the grave
some things never change and ill never let it rest

i_cant_help_it

a feeling welling up inside
that seems to grip my soul a neverending need as far back as my mind can go but
i just cant help it i cant help it a door flies open wide a momentary riv

legal_kill

i only know what i believe the rest is so
absurd to me i close my eyes so i cant see but the picture just gets clearer
everyday i read somewhere to learn is to remember and ive lear

we_were_born_to_be_loved

i could shout from a rooftop how i really feel do
you really want to know do you really care i could silently scream so you never
hear somebody said you must rise above it all cause

moanjam

sing this song this ones for you oh for you i sing
this song this ones for you youre the story its you its you what can i say
what should i do oh for you what can i say what should

faith_hope_love

weve all seen the evil of this world and we feel so helpless
with all the lies everyone believes somewhere theres love darkness is just a
speck in the light bad luck we hide it oh s

mr_wilson

hey mr
wilson im glad to shake your hand its nice to see you too and yes i unde
that im not to take it personal although we look like people and it could be my
son on the cho

we_are_finding_who_we_are

forever is a mountain weve yet to climb tears are a
part of what is yet to leave behind strength in numbers all you need is two
everyones a winner yet still so many lose the volume